Summer Birds of the Redwoods, 



siss, in the rhythm of chick-a-de-de-de. 

 The red-backed chickadee of California 

 is a somewhat more showy bird than its 

 eastern quaker cousin, with its cap of 

 brownish black, its coat and vest of 

 chestnut red, its black cravat and im- 

 maculate shirt front. It is a happy, 

 companionable, little fellow, chattering 

 to its family light-heartedly amid the 

 illimitable wastes of the forest. 



The western house wren is another 

 familiar friend of our redwood rambles. 

 With the exception of a shade of dif- 

 ference in the color, it is the same blithe 

 bird that builds in countless wren boxes 

 and nooks about gardens and farmyards 

 throughout the eastern states. Here it 

 does not penetrate the redwood fast- 

 nesses as does the chickadee, but prefers 

 the edges of the forest, singing its merry 

 song amid the tangled shrubbery. The 

 harsh clatter of one of these birds 

 attracts us to a blackberry bush, where 

 the busy little fellow is bustling and 

 bobbing about with erect tail and quiv- 



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